We are almost through the second round of Clomid. Friday I had a massive work related rage that I had to be careful stayed internal. Poor Dave was a sympathetic ear that evening as I ranted about it. I HATE dealing with liars and morons and I was knee deep in both all day long.
On the bright side, we had a nice Good Friday dinner of sushi and after a couple of nice cold beers my mood was much brighter.
Oh and funny story of the week was the SS asking me what a circumcision was. I tried to keep a straigh face and answer him in a very clinical manner. It seemed to work. And then he asked me if he had been and I told him he should ask his father. Thank goodness he didn't ask much more.
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